Peter Boyle was a ***** old thief
And he took me for three million
Just before he died he came to visit me
Just to brag about it
He said "Hey DaveE Ha Ha Ha
I took you for a sucker.
No, just kidding!
You're my only friend
Since John Lennon died"
Then I remembered times with Peter and John
And how we did brainstorming
That one time
Just kicking back
And talking about things
And smoking each other's packs of cigarettes
And laughing
  
Just last winter I saw her face
The girl with the golden tan
Hope I see that woman again
Working for the pizza man